Don't mess with the Cobra (Saph)

She was already disliking this place. Where was all the foolish stallions that she could bewitch then slay. Šárka looked like she was a a creature who had just walked though a fire and had been singed. Her black coat covered with rusty coloured markings all over her body and wings. Even her horn looked like it had been burnt. This burnt looking mare had something wrapped around her neck, at a closer look one would see a female king cobra wrapped around it. This snake was a marking that had the tail ending at the front of her right hoof and the head of the snake on the under side of her neck.

One look and some might flee but they always thought twice when she started to act weak. That was when on would notice riding on her back was a small black fox and when he opened his eyes they would see burning coals. The mares eyes on the other hand where a deep blue.

"Hey Black Devil you spot anyone yet i'm bored out of my mind" Her voice despite what she looked like sounded pretty sweet.

"Come on big sis the only reason i'm on your back is to get some Z's but if your so bored then catch me if you can" Black Devil had a cheeky tone to it.

"Why you little monster"

Šárka kicked up her feet and chased after the little thing. She even started to shoot flames at him, making him run just a little bit faster. "Run, Run, as fast you can little fox but you know i will always catch up"

Her heartless laughter filled the air as she went on chasing Black Devil and shoot flames at him. From a different creature prospective it would seem that she was trying to kill the little fox well until he turns around and starts to flick her flames back at her with his tail like it was a game of catch or something

"You fight like an old crow Sis, your never going to find any fun here like that" Now Devil had done it.

"Oh is that what you think get your tail over here and we shall see about that" Šárka stopped galloping around tired of their little game.

She was now going to find some idiot stallion that she lure in and kill. With her goal set she moved into the shade of a tree and stood waiting. Just thinking of a fight made a tiny bit of venom drip from her sharp upper fangs which tingled at the though of being used to clamp down on a worthy opponent.

As soon as that stallion came close and spoke Šárka already was pissed off. This was one of those she hated to most. Stallion who thought themselves above her. She was a cobra ready to strike at a moment notice and unlike the male would attack for no reason at all.

"Oh you think your so good Pretty Boy, you should never turn your back on a Devil" She spat back at him. She noticed Black Devil open his glowing red coal like eyes. That little fox was smirking at her.

She raised her head high a arched my neck and tail. She stalked up and around him so that she could head him off. Šárka glared at the stallion, then smirked "Carefully Pretty Boy, you don't know what you turned your back on there"

Šárka smirked again and felt her fangs tingle. She ran her tonge over them and felt the venom leaking into her mouth. She waited until her mouth was half full before letting most of it run back down into her body. Only the smallest amount leaked out of her mouth and dripped to the ground, making the grass it dripped on die.

She snarled at him before dismissing him like he had done her and glided back into the shade of the tree with Black Devil.

"So your not going to fight him" Black Devil asked

"Nope a Pretty Boy like that isn't worth the fight, mind you i would love nothing more then to bloody that arrogant face of his" She almost growled at that. If that Pretty Boy came back for more though i would happily tear his face off.

Šárka didn’t think for a second before replying to him in a sweet and innocent voice “Which part do you want me to repeat The part about you being a hopelessPretty Boy, the part about you not being worth the fight or the fact I would love to tear your Arrogant Pretty Boy Face to shreds to make it all bloody or was it something else, what was it you wanted me to repeat I mean an Arrogant Pretty Boy like you shouldn’t even know how to speak ,let alone speak to a superior Female like that”

She smirked as his form changed from black a deep crimson “Look I didn’t even have to touch your face for it to go red and would you look at that so did the rest of your body, how nice Pretty Boy now it just needs some real blood and your looks it complete, maybe it would look even better if you had that tail of your bitten off”

She met his rear head on with a rear of her own and flaring out her wings and did a few dancing steps to the side to make him miss her, what did he think he could do charging like that she could easily dodge a charge like that. She hissed at him like an angry snake instead of a battle cry. Šárka flicked her tail at the stallion’s side to taunt him while moving her long horn to try and tap his back side to infuriate him more.

Šárka dance away and smirked before putting on a weak and scared act by tucking her tail between her legs and flattening her ears, but her deep blue eyes still shone of venom “why would a big bad Pretty Boy like you come after a innocent mare like me” She then as an afterthought added “that’s just bad manners you know”

Šárka glared at Devil “hey Black Devil stop laughing over the fact I used your nick name before, it’s really annoying and if you don’t stop I will turn you to charcoal like this Pretty Boy here” She smirk and threw 5 fire balls at her black fox which he caught all of them with his tail.
“What you talking bout Sis you know like always I would just catch anything to do with fire and throw it back at you or maybe I should throwing them at the Pretty Boy as you call him as your doing such a bad job at tormenting him and as you know a fox is more annoying than a frilly little fae like you I mean come on look at yourself” Black Devil said but he wounder if that would turn the stallion on him instead of Šárka. All well he could just disappear down a hole and throw fire balls at him if it came to that.
She never once stopped keeping an eye on the stallion she only turned slightly away from him as if to say you’re not worth my full attention. She once more ran her tongue over her tingling fangs debating if she should attempt to bite him or not. Šárka thought for a moment maybe she should let at least one of his blows hit that way he could start thinking that he might win.

This fight was something she would never run from in fact she loved a challenge like this it made for better sport.